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unwind with - Guzarishby Javed Ali

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unwind with - Guzarish
by Javed Ali


unwind with - Guzarishby Javed Ali

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It was whole one week, I was dwelling in awkwardness.
Being a guest we all Arya were receiving a decent hospitality but those torturous glance subjected towards me and those whispering conversation formulated against me that becoming something unbearable.
I was firm that somewhere our decision to stay here for vacation was absolutely pointless.
In these one week, I was rarely stepped out of my room not because of them but something knocked at door of ‘AGE’.
A little mouse was mistaken himself as mammoth.



I was able to allow some spices testified on day one but later on those blunt and non spicy food met me on dining table.
Seems like Bansal's taking some lesson from Maa.
Maa was befriended with women's of Bansal's especially Aarati kakisaa, there formulation were like they know each others since long time.
No one would able to pinpoint that Krystal Maeve Arya the owner of international fashion brand ‘INARA’ was finding pleasure in stitching of kinnauri shawal, the famous shawal of Himachal Pradesh.
Siya became favorite of all Bansal's and Arya's of third generation become apple of eyes of everyone.
Even Aiden and Oliver wholeheartedly welcomed by them and Dad almost forgot that who is he and completely mingled with senior clan of Bansal.
His friendship with Aadarsh kakasa becoming more interesting, I guess Christopher uncle should acknowledge this.



And more interesting fact that in just two days of our arrival here, there construct one custom that every single night all youngsters assemble in garden area and would do all stupid things than sleeping like night cricket, cards, carom and Antakshari.
Only little Reva was affectionated towards me.
It's not like I was unwelcomed in their crazy things, Ms. Bansal came to invite me and that was our first conversation.
But I refused cause that was something I condemned, there is something called decency and doing something crazy, foolish things tagging it as ‘ adventure ’ not my character.
As much as I was formulating distance between us, that much I was at peace.
Noise, talkativeness and people were beyond endurance for me.
And I wish the peace remain same for lifelong.




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